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spark up the lighter feel it burn the tip of your thumb light up the demons inhale their love blow out all your worries in a puff of tobacco smoke fell yourself succumb into their fake love crack open the bottle feel the burbon burn as it trickles down your throat let the warmth of distorted happiness engulf your soul pour out the pills of hope let the pretty colours cause you to overdose sit back and feel the numbness shut down your body a false moment of freedom make your addiction a romantic affair the most epic marrige you've already maded the vow 'till death do us part, my love.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
swan song "lover"
spark up the lighter feel it burn the tip of your thumb light up the demons inhale their love blow out all your worries in a puff of tobacco smoke fell yourself succumb into their fake love crack open the bottle feel the burbon burn as it trickles down your throat let the warmth of distorted happiness engulf your soul pour out the pills of hope let the pretty colours cause you to overdose sit back and feel the numbness shut down your body a false moment of freedom make your addiction a romantic affair the most epic marrige you've already maded the vow 'till death do us part, my love.
If you are addicted, you are not alone. Please seek help, if you or anyone you know is struggling with addiction, please get them help.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
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